Survival (feat. Liz Rodrigues)

This is survival of the fittestThis is do or dieThis is the winner takes it allSo take it all

Wasn't ready to be no millionaireI was ill-preparedI was prepared to be ill though, the skill was thereFrom the beginning, it wasn't 'bout the endsIt was 'bout busting rapsAnd standing for something, fuck an acronymCut the fucking act like you're happyI'm fucking back again with another anthemWhy stop when it doesn't have to end?It ain't over 'til I say it's overEnough when I say enoughThrow me to them wolves and close the gate upI'm afraid of what'll happen to them wolvesWhen the thought of being thrown into an alligator pitI salivate at itWeight is up, hands up like it's 12 noon, nah, homieHold them bitches straighter upWave 'em 'til you dislocate a rotator cuffCame up rough, came to ruffle feathers, nah, egosI ain't deflate enoughLast chance to make this whole stadium erupt

This is survival of the fittestThis is do or dieThis is the winner takes it allSo take it all

I can see the finish line with each line that I finishI'm so close to my goalsI can almost pole vaultOver the goal postAnd if I don't got enough in the tankMaybe I can just siphon enoughTo fill up this last canMan, will I survive in this climate or what?They said I was washed upAnd got a blood bathI'm not a rapper, I'm an adapterI can adjustPlus I can just walk up to a mic and just bustSo floor's open if you'd like to discussTop 5 in this mothafucka and if I don't make the cutWhat? Like I give a fuckI'mma light this bitch up like I'm driving a truckTo the side of a pump, 0 to 60 hop in and gun itLike g-unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em upAnd if there should ever come a timeWhere my life's in a rutAnd I look like I might just give up, eh you might've mistookMe for bowing out I ain't taking a bowI'm stabbing myselfWith a fucking knife in the gutWhile I'm wiping my buttCause I just shitted on the mic, and I like getting cutI get excited at the sight of my bloodYou're in a fight with a nutCause I'mma fight 'til I die or winBiting the dust it'll just make me angrier, waitLet me remind you of what got me this farPicture me quittingNow draw a circle around it and put a line through it, slutIt's survival of what?

This is survival of the fittestThis is do or dieThis is the winner takes it allSo take it allSo take it all

So get your ideas, stack your ammoBut don't come unless you come to battleI'm mad now jump in the saddleThis is it, it's what you eat, sleep, piss and shitLive, breathe, your whole existence just consists of thisRefuse to quit, fuse is litCan't diffuse the wickI don't do this music shit, I lose my shitAin't got shit to lose, it's the moment of truthIt's all I know how to doAs soon as I get thrown in the booth, I spitBut my respect is overdueI'm showing you the flow no one doCause I don't own no diploma for school, I quitSo there's nothing for me to fall back onI know no other tradesSo you'd better trade your fucking micsIn for some tool-box-esCause you'll never take my pride from meIt'll have to be pried from meSo pull out your pliers and your screwdriversBut I want you to doubt meI don't want you to believeCause this is something that I must use to succeedAnd if you don't like me then fuck youSelf esteem must be fucking shooting through the roofCause trust meMy skin is too thick and bullet proof to touch meI can see why the fuck I disgust youI must be allergic to failureCause everytime I come close to itI just sneeze, but I just go atchoo then achieve

This is survival of the fittestThis is do or dieThis is the winner takes it allSo take it allSo take it all